OLIVER
The warm smell of gourd stew was fantastic and made Oliver's stomach grumble- but it looks like that wasn't the only gourd that was about to ram itself into his body. The moment the gourd made contact with his ankle, Oliver's eyes widened and he let out a shrill "FUCK" And looked down at the ground in a panic. It seems that the only person present in the shop, hopefully Amalia, noticed soon enough. He was almost frozen in a panic, trying to figure out how to get the damn thing off of his ankle without risking having some important things completely torn out.
Unlike him, she was extremely calm about all of this, simply walking on over and attempting to shoo it away with her staff. The moment the gourd separated from his ankle, he proceeded to use his telekinesis to fling it as far away as he possibly could, no longer caring about the damn safety of the thing. Amalia may have other intended uses for it, but whatever. Those things have ALWAYS had a thing out for him. While Fangorn wasn't that bad, the thing literally got a high from giving him the creeps. What did he even do to deserve having a fucking pumpkin attack his ankle? NOTHING!
Unlike him, she was extremely calm about all of this, simply walking on over and attempting to shoo it away with her staff. The moment the gourd separated from his ankle, he proceeded to use his telekinesis to fling it as far away as he possibly could, no longer caring about the damn safety of the thing. Amalia may have other intended uses for it, but whatever. Those things have ALWAYS had a thing out for him. While Fangorn wasn't that bad, the thing literally got a high from giving him the creeps. What did he even do to deserve having a fucking pumpkin attack his ankle? NOTHING!
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